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Perfection
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Why do I always try to be perfect?
Why do I have a roving eye, I'm not perfect.
Why did I love, and simply fade
In the end will it all go grey
Will my new love simply be a new strain
Of molecules to add to my vast strand of dna
Or will this prove that my heart is not synthetic
That I can walk hand in hand along the bay,
And not end up weak, old, and pathetic.
Why do I always think I can be perfect,
For in my minds eye I know I can never be...
